PHOTO PROMPT © What’s His Name
Bothy Blues
“Is ee ’avin a laf?”
“Ee sed quaint!”
“Quaint?!”
“Drop the ‘qu’. It ‘aint’!
“It ain’t rustic.”
“It ain’t quaint.”
“It ain’t even ‘abitable!”
“An as for ‘spectacular views’!”
“I want ’em throu’ a bloody window!”
“Not an ‘ole in’t wall.”
“An ee wants money for that?!”
“A’d want payin’ to stay eer!”
“Bloody crook ee is!”
“Maybe we could get him to put a door on it,” Mable offered meekly, hoping to dampen his ire.
“What?” he roared.
“’To Let’! Should’ve read ‘Toilet’!”
“Hell! Maybe it did?!”
“Let’s go… we need to find a bed for the night.”
Land of Images 
I luv it! a northern bit o’ humour as sure as eggs is eggs.
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Aye, that’ll be right! Glad you enjoyed it.
Thanks for commenting 🙂
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I Look forward to reading some more 😇
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Thank you. I look forward to writing some 🙂
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Dear LOI,
I could hear these two blokes.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Great, thanks Rochelle 🙂
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good work on the voice
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Many thanks, I appreciate your comments 🙂
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What spectacular use of dialogue and the vernacular, landofimages.
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Many thanks Kelvin, I appreciate your comments 🙂
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That were great fun ter read! Thank ee.
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Great! It wer fun ter rite! Thank ee too 🙂
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Great dialogue!
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Thanks 🙂
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Great voice
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They really need to find a real bed for sleeping. Cute story!
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Yea, hope they find one! Thanks for your comments 🙂
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